Monsieur, Madame, and Bebe — Volume 01 by Gustave Droz
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the little instrument with a thousand precautions, "after all, I have
behaved like a gentleman. If the General saw me at this moment he would laugh in my face; but no matter, I have acted rightly." Had I not sworn to be sincere, I do not know whether I should acknowledge to you that I suddenly felt horrible tinglings in the nasal regions. I wished to restrain myself, but the laws of nature are those which one can not escape. My respiration suddenly ceased, I felt a superhuman power contract my facial muscles, my nostrils dilated, my eyes closed, and all at once I sneezed with such violence that the bottle of Eau des Carmes shook again. God forgive me! A little cry came from the bed, and immediately afterward the most silvery frank and ringing outbreak of laughter followed. Then she added in her simple, sweet, musical tones: "Have you hurt yourself--, Georges?" She had said Georges after a brief silence, and in so low a voice that I scarcely heard it. "I am very ridiculous, am I not, dear? and you are quite right to laugh at me. What would you have? I am camping out and I am undergoing the consequences." "You are not ridiculous, but you are catching cold," and she began to laugh again. "Naughty girl!" "Cruel one, you ought to say, and you would not be wrong if I were to let you fall ill." She said this with charming grace. There was a mingling of timidity and tenderness, modesty and raillery, which I find it impossible to express, but which stupefied me. She smiled at me, then I |
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